F A N Z O N E D; Lucas Dobre

Fourteen.

Anisha.

I walked into my room, I didn't bother to close the door or whatever.
I slide myself onto the walk down to the ground. Covering my face. Tears after tears after tears.

Soon, I heard footsteps. One after the next, walking suddenly it stopped and started again. Towards me. Justin.

Justin knew what was going on. I mean, he's like my new best friend. “Nish .. What's - what's wrong?” “what happened?” he said moving my hands from my face.

“Don't worry, you'll see him again” “that's the problem!” He stared at me bluntly, confuse as to why I would say that. I sighed and got up.

And sat on my bed. “I already saw him” I said forcing a smile. “Then what happen?” he asked. Worried was written all over Justin's face.

He knew something went wrong. Because if I saw him, I'd spent the whole day with him. Telling Justin about him constantly like a dummy. I shooked my head and looked down.

“What happen?” he questioned again, the tone in his voice. I could tell he was getting scared. “He .. He uh .. He fanzoned me” I rushed out saying. I didn't even wanna say that. My blood boiled because of the thought of it.

Anger fumed inside of me. I got up and ran downstairs, looking for something to pelt or hit. Aha. The kitchen! A plate. I soon spotted. I could feel Justin running behind me. “anisha!”

“He fucking fanzoned me!” I yelled smashing the plate onto the wooden floor of my apartment.

“Did you hear me!? FANZONED. F A N Z O N E D! Lucas Dobre fanzoned me!” “Do you get me!?” I shouted.

“He fanzoned me .. ” I could tell he didn't know what to do.

My face was red, tears was flowing not because of sadness. But of madness. Anger.

Down to the ground I feel again. This time, comforting by Justin. A hug. Was what I needed.

But Lucas's hug. Tears streaming down my face. Bowling my eyes out. All for a boy. A boy whom I loved. A boy who fanzoned me.

“It's gonna be okay” Justin comforted me.
“How?” “I'm broken, all because of one person.” I said.
He hugged me tighter. Silence.
No words. Justin was a lot like Lucas. He knew what was the correct thing to say and when to say it.

He knew not to carry on saying anything while I was in tears.
He's my best friend, any girl would be lucky to have a guy like Justin.

That moment was perfect. Even though I had tears rolling down my face and they where all over Justin's jersery. He allowed it. He knew what I was going through. I'm glad, I have a friend like him to be with me.